DISCLAIMER: Hm….Trigun ownership. I feel like we've been through this
before…. Hm….Déjà vu. Oh well, I don't own Trigun. I don't plan to either.
But I DO own the plot to this story! But then again, it's so horribly
written, who in their right mind would wanna steal it? Heh. ^_^;
Okay. BEWARE! Major OOC! But since this is how I perceive the happenings after the series, I guess it's ok for Knives to be a little…out of it. Just let me know if it's a little too out of character, k? And since this is my first ficcy written in this manner, try and be gentle. I'm trying to get better, really I am! Enjoy and Review! (^_^)
Chapter Two: Confessions in the Night
That night, Knives lay on his back, unable to sleep. He had been tossing and turning all night. He had tried to be quiet, but Vash let him know that it wasn't enough.
"What's up Knives?" came the question from across the room. There came the sound of rustling sheets and creaking bed as Vash turned over to face his brother's direction.
"I can't sleep," came the hesitant reply. Vash could tell that Knives was hiding something and he knew that his brother had too much pride to come out and explain everything. So, he'd just have to pry it out…
"How come?" Vash's voice was slightly over a whisper, but loud enough for Knives to hear him clearly.
"I dunno," Knives said quickly.
"You're never going to get to sleep if you keep it to yourself and keep thinking on it," Vash coaxed.
"Dammit Vash! I said I DON'T KNOW!" Knives hissed, careful to keep voice from waking the human girls, though he didn't know why he even bothered.
"Okay." Vash said quietly, deciding that it might not have been safe to push the subject. Minutes passed before another word was said.
"Vash?"
"Hm?"
"Why do you insist on sticking around with those two girls?"
"Oh, well, they're my friends. Plus, I couldn't possibly leave them alone. Especially Millie, what with Wolfwood's death and all."
"But it's not the same for that smaller human. You like her." It wasn't a question, but more of a statement. He could hear Vash making choking sounds, but he never denied it. Instead, he cleared his throat and tried again.
"Knives, do you ever think of before? You know…with Rem?" There was an unidentifiable sound from Knives' side of the room, but other than that, nothing.
"Knives?"
"I-I…"
"Are you okay?"
Hesitation.
"Vashu. I don't…I don't remember anything. All I know is that you're my brother and that I don't like humans. But everything else…" Vash heard the bed creak and saw Knives' silhouette as he opened the door and exited the room.
Knives had been hoping that he could have some peace and quiet to try and conjure up memories, but found that that wouldn't be possible. He turned to head back to his room. He didn't know why that girl was up at this hour and he didn't care to find out. But, much to his dismay, he stepped on a creaky board, alerting the human to his presence. He shut his eyes in aggravation and clenched his fist.
"Knives~san? Why are you up?" Knives opened his eyes and turned to the big girl. He kept his expression in the same glare that he shared with everyone but Vash. Millie shrank back a little, but the curiosity never left her face. Knives sighed and let his drab exterior drop a bit. He had already spoken to this human once, after all.
"I can't sleep," he said, a bit stiffly.
A smile played on her lips but she looked away from Knives.
"Me either," she said softly. Knives raised an eyebrow. Was she mocking him? No, he decided. She wasn't the type to do that, even if she was human. Did she think that they were equal, just before they had one thing in common, at least for the moment? That had to be it. It was the only explanation that Knives could come up with.
"We are not the same, Human," Knives growled. Millie looked up at him, surprised.
"No, we're not," she said after a moment. She gave him another smile and turned away, heading towards the living room. He watched her as she sat down on the worn out couch. A black cat with insanely huge eyes jumped in her lap and 'nyah'ed. Unconsciously, she started petting the animal.
There was something about this human. Something…
"Why are you up?" He demanded.
"I keep thinking about…someone. Someone who…" Millie turned away, but not before the Plant saw something slide down the girl's cheeks. The cat jumped from her lap and ran down the hallway, not even looking at Knives. A sniff caught Knives' attention. He looked to see Millie wiping her eyes on her pajamas sleeve.
She got up and, smiling as she passed, tried to walk back to her room. Knives, not quite understanding why, grabbed Millie's wrist.
"Crying will do nothing, Human," he said. He let go of her then, and she ran to her room.
Knives turned to watch her go. Sighing, he returned to his room. Maybe now, after dealing with that annoying human girl, he could finally get some sleep.
Ugh! I am NOT happy with this chapter AT ALL! Not only does it not make any sense, almost everyone is WAY out of character. ~sigh~ Why do I even bother? Oh well. I guess I'll be posting Chapter Three up tomorrow. I can just about guarantee that it'll be 100 times better than this chapter! Sorry about the way this one came out….
Okay. BEWARE! Major OOC! But since this is how I perceive the happenings after the series, I guess it's ok for Knives to be a little…out of it. Just let me know if it's a little too out of character, k? And since this is my first ficcy written in this manner, try and be gentle. I'm trying to get better, really I am! Enjoy and Review! (^_^)
Chapter Two: Confessions in the Night
That night, Knives lay on his back, unable to sleep. He had been tossing and turning all night. He had tried to be quiet, but Vash let him know that it wasn't enough.
"What's up Knives?" came the question from across the room. There came the sound of rustling sheets and creaking bed as Vash turned over to face his brother's direction.
"I can't sleep," came the hesitant reply. Vash could tell that Knives was hiding something and he knew that his brother had too much pride to come out and explain everything. So, he'd just have to pry it out…
"How come?" Vash's voice was slightly over a whisper, but loud enough for Knives to hear him clearly.
"I dunno," Knives said quickly.
"You're never going to get to sleep if you keep it to yourself and keep thinking on it," Vash coaxed.
"Dammit Vash! I said I DON'T KNOW!" Knives hissed, careful to keep voice from waking the human girls, though he didn't know why he even bothered.
"Okay." Vash said quietly, deciding that it might not have been safe to push the subject. Minutes passed before another word was said.
"Vash?"
"Hm?"
"Why do you insist on sticking around with those two girls?"
"Oh, well, they're my friends. Plus, I couldn't possibly leave them alone. Especially Millie, what with Wolfwood's death and all."
"But it's not the same for that smaller human. You like her." It wasn't a question, but more of a statement. He could hear Vash making choking sounds, but he never denied it. Instead, he cleared his throat and tried again.
"Knives, do you ever think of before? You know…with Rem?" There was an unidentifiable sound from Knives' side of the room, but other than that, nothing.
"Knives?"
"I-I…"
"Are you okay?"
Hesitation.
"Vashu. I don't…I don't remember anything. All I know is that you're my brother and that I don't like humans. But everything else…" Vash heard the bed creak and saw Knives' silhouette as he opened the door and exited the room.
Knives had been hoping that he could have some peace and quiet to try and conjure up memories, but found that that wouldn't be possible. He turned to head back to his room. He didn't know why that girl was up at this hour and he didn't care to find out. But, much to his dismay, he stepped on a creaky board, alerting the human to his presence. He shut his eyes in aggravation and clenched his fist.
"Knives~san? Why are you up?" Knives opened his eyes and turned to the big girl. He kept his expression in the same glare that he shared with everyone but Vash. Millie shrank back a little, but the curiosity never left her face. Knives sighed and let his drab exterior drop a bit. He had already spoken to this human once, after all.
"I can't sleep," he said, a bit stiffly.
A smile played on her lips but she looked away from Knives.
"Me either," she said softly. Knives raised an eyebrow. Was she mocking him? No, he decided. She wasn't the type to do that, even if she was human. Did she think that they were equal, just before they had one thing in common, at least for the moment? That had to be it. It was the only explanation that Knives could come up with.
"We are not the same, Human," Knives growled. Millie looked up at him, surprised.
"No, we're not," she said after a moment. She gave him another smile and turned away, heading towards the living room. He watched her as she sat down on the worn out couch. A black cat with insanely huge eyes jumped in her lap and 'nyah'ed. Unconsciously, she started petting the animal.
There was something about this human. Something…
"Why are you up?" He demanded.
"I keep thinking about…someone. Someone who…" Millie turned away, but not before the Plant saw something slide down the girl's cheeks. The cat jumped from her lap and ran down the hallway, not even looking at Knives. A sniff caught Knives' attention. He looked to see Millie wiping her eyes on her pajamas sleeve.
She got up and, smiling as she passed, tried to walk back to her room. Knives, not quite understanding why, grabbed Millie's wrist.
"Crying will do nothing, Human," he said. He let go of her then, and she ran to her room.
Knives turned to watch her go. Sighing, he returned to his room. Maybe now, after dealing with that annoying human girl, he could finally get some sleep.
Ugh! I am NOT happy with this chapter AT ALL! Not only does it not make any sense, almost everyone is WAY out of character. ~sigh~ Why do I even bother? Oh well. I guess I'll be posting Chapter Three up tomorrow. I can just about guarantee that it'll be 100 times better than this chapter! Sorry about the way this one came out….